To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 447 Anyone who dares to retreat even half a step will be killed without mercy!

Inside the command hall of Bureau 749.

The alarm sounded and flashed red.

After listening to Zhang Fan's report, Commander Zhu Feng immediately turned to look at the hundreds of top researchers and experts behind him.

"Did you all hear that? Immediately bring up the geographical model of Gaoque Pass in the northern desert region during the Qin Dynasty! Right now!" Zhu Feng ordered sternly.

The lobby was filled with the sound of keyboards being typed.

The chief meteorological expert stared at the airflow data model and reported loudly to the leader: "Sir! Based on the situation described by Comrade Zhang Fan and the canyon terrain of Gaoque Pass, a 'narrowing effect' is forming there!"

The cold air from the north is forced into the valley, causing the wind force to increase exponentially; there's absolutely no way the wind direction can be changed naturally!

Zhu Feng grabbed the microphone. "I don't want to hear 'impossible'! I just want a solution! Our Chinese heroes fought bravely two thousand years ago; we can't watch them suffocate from the poisonous smoke!"

Upon hearing this...

The group exchanged glances, their eyes burning with fervor.

Inside the hall, several meteorological experts quickly discussed the matter and came up with a simple, straightforward, and absolutely feasible solution!

The chief meteorologist grabbed the microphone and shouted, "Comrade Zhang Fan! Listen up! Since the wind direction can't be changed, let's use an explosion to forcibly alter the airflow!"

Zhang Fan gripped the phone tightly on the city wall, urgently saying, "How can we intervene? I only have explosives!"

"Explosives are enough!"

The expert explained rapidly, "Immediately gather all the explosives you're carrying! Use catapults or ballistae to launch them into the air above the canyon directly in front of Gaoque Pass and detonate them!"

"If a large number of explosives detonate simultaneously in mid-air, the instantaneous high temperature will act like a vacuum cleaner, forcibly drawing toxic fumes from the ground into the sky!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan's previously anxious eyes instantly blazed with ecstatic joy.

"Use explosives to create an exhaust fan in mid-air!"

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth. "Understood! Thank you, expert!"

Zhang Fan hung up the phone and put it back in his pocket.

He turned around abruptly and rushed back to the command platform on the city wall.

"Zhao Ben! Mo Feng! Fu Su!"

Zhang Fan's voice pierced through the wind, snow, and coughs, resounding like a great bell on the city wall.

"Immortal Master! Your subordinates are here!" The three men covered their mouths and noses, running over in a disheveled state.

"Stop fucking worrying about this cigarette!"

Zhang Fan drew his longsword, pointed it at the military supply depot behind him, and roared fiercely:

"Immediately issue the order! Bring up every single box of heavenly thunder we brought from Xianyang!"

"Raise all the heavy ballistae and catapults on the city walls to their maximum elevation! Aim them directly above the city gate and at the sky above the canyon in front!"

Zhao Ben was stunned, his eyes swollen with confusion. "Immortal Master...adjust the elevation angle? Aim at the sky? There's nothing up there! Why shoot at the sky instead of the enemy?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Execute the order immediately! Our survival depends on how high our ballistae can hit! Go now!"

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at the same time.

Outside Gaoque Pass, on a gentle plateau several miles away.

Luan Di Yun rode on his warhorse, coldly gazing ahead.

The howling wind, carrying thick smoke, has completely engulfed Gaoque Pass.

"The once formidable pass, easy to defend and difficult to attack, is now nothing more than a suffocating furnace."

She gripped the riding crop tightly. "Mo Feng! Aren't you so good at cursing? Tonight, when the city falls, I'll personally catch you, cut your flesh piece by piece, and let you taste what it's like to wish you were dead!"

"Someone come here!"

Luan Diyun barked a stern order, "Add more fuel! Throw all the remaining poisonous weeds and wet dung into the fire! Make the smoke as thick as possible!"

"Here you go!"

As more fuel was added, the toxic fumes became increasingly dense, almost to the point of complete darkness.

"Give the order to the entire army!"

Luan Diyun drew his scimitar and swung it forward sharply: "Sixty thousand warriors, follow closely behind the smoke, raise the siege ladders, and charge forward! Attack the city!"

"Ugh!!!"

The somber horn sounded again, and the 60,000-strong Xiongnu army marched majestically toward Gaoque Pass.

The Xiongnu soldiers walking behind the smoke were extremely excited.

I originally thought that a direct assault on Gaoque Pass would be a near-certain death, and that countless corpses would be used to fill the gaps.

Unexpectedly, under Princess Yun's leadership, they were able to approach the city wall so easily without even having to block a single arrow!

"Those Qin people up ahead are probably already rolling their eyes from the stench! Hahaha!"

"The princess is truly amazing! This isn't fighting a war, it's practically picking up heads!"

The soldiers were so excited that their eyes were bloodshot, and they even shouted wildly in the ranks.

Just as the Xiongnu vanguard, carrying ladders and taking advantage of the thick smoke, was rapidly approaching Gaoque Pass...

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A whooshing sound suddenly came from above the thick smoke.

The Xiongnu soldiers at the forefront instinctively looked up and saw dozens of dark, shadowy objects falling from the smoke.

It was neither a giant rock nor a rain of arrows.

"Thud! Thud!"

Dozens of fist-sized black iron balls slammed heavily into the dense charging formation of the Xiongnu army.

"What is this thing?"

Several Xiongnu soldiers stopped and curiously approached.

A strange fuse was attached to the black iron ball, which was now emitting sparks and white smoke.

"An iron ball thrown down by the Qin people? Why is it smoking?" A centurion asked in confusion, stretching out his foot to kick the iron ball away.

However, the next moment, a series of explosions resounded in the canyon!

The flames instantly tore through the darkness, and the centurion who had curiously approached was blown into a cloud of blood mist before he could even scream!

At this moment, everyone was shocked!

The warhorses were startled, neighing and leaping wildly, violently throwing the riders off their backs.

"What kind of sorcery is that?"

"Divine punishment! It's the Eternal Heaven unleashing divine punishment! Heavenly lightning is striking!"

The Xiongnu soldiers were immediately terrified, and many of them knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the sky.

Luan Diyun was also startled, and his warhorse retreated several steps.

Her pupils contracted sharply as she looked at the enormous fireball rising in front of her and the mangled corpses.

What is this?

How could the Qin army possibly have such a thing?

Could it really summon heavenly lightning?

But now was not the time to think about such things. Luan Diyun spurred his horse to the front of the formation, brandishing his curved sword, and with one stroke felled a deserter, roaring fiercely:

"Don't panic! Everyone, stand up!"

"This isn't some divine punishment! Use your brains, all of you. If the Qin army had an endless supply of these divine objects, why didn't they use them when they stopped those ten thousand men a few days ago?"

"They've been driven to the brink! They've thrown out their most desperate survival tools! This means there aren't many of these left! Once they're used up, they're gone!"

Luan Diyun said coldly, "The Qin people are already at their last gasp! Now is the time to seize the opportunity! Anyone who dares to retreat even half a step will be killed without mercy! Charge!"